It’s in remembrance of my mother.


Tonight

Tonight is not the night,
Of counting the blessings,
Tonight is not the night
Of mourning the loss,
Or remembering the past
Tonight is not the night
To find all the answers

But tonight, please wake me not,
I am swirling in dreams,
That weaved to her lullaby
In her sweet presence
My senses immerse
Happy and pleased
I am soaking, I am sinking

The weather has called
A cold front for tomorrow,
But tonight, I am warm on her chest
Tonight is not the night,
That she’s here to comfort
And it’s not the night,
that I am a child,
It is the night, that
I am floating between the real
And the unreal
Tonight I am kissed,
Hugged and wrapped around
her warm body
And that, it is real in my dreams

Oh wake me not, to the real
Tonight is not the night
To celebrate the real
Cuz here in my dreams?
There’s no mourning the real

So tonight let me sleep,
let me dream till I know,
That I lost her.
And then,
I need no waking up
To the cold of tomorrow
Cuz then,
I’ll be frozen in her cold chest
And then,
What’s real, what’s unreal
What’s tonight
And what’s tomorrow.





Poetry by Bunny
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Written on 2022-05-30 at 07:18

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Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
I am not surprised this was chosen to be featured on PoetBay's front page, because it is a very cleverly crafted poem; one that is full of emotive energy too.
Allen
2022-06-11


Editorial Team The PoetBay support member heart!
Your poem has been chosen to be featured on the home page of PoetBay. Thank you for posting on our poetry website!
2022-06-06


Uncle Meridian The PoetBay support member heart!
The love with which this poem was written is palpable. One reads it reverently, with commiseration for your loss, and with admiration for the gentle music of the poem.
2022-06-01


one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
Lovely.
2022-05-30


The sparrow
So beautiful, longing words. Wonderfully drawn ...
Makes me think of Shakespeare.
Thanks for sharing!
2022-05-30